Disclaimer: # sigh # How many of these things have I written? Ya, that's what I thought. But atlas……. Don't own the lyrics to 'Realign' by Godsmack
A/N: Well hello again ya'll! I'm sorry for updatingso late but homework has been murdering me! My next update will be faster I PROMISE!Ok, ok, I know, evil cliffie last chapter, but I haven't done it much with this fic yet and…….. I couldn't resist. But I'm back now, and with a new name! My old one was just……… too damn happy, lol. Anyways, I suppose you all want to know what's going to happen by now so I'll get on with the shout-outs!
DreamAnimeKitten: Wow, first reveiwer who doesn't wanna kill me... and you'll see if it's who you think it is soon enough. And no, you didn't do anything to deserve the cliffie... it's just my cruelty, lol. Anyways, enjoy the chapter!
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Sakura Trees: No, it's not chicken lmao. And I won't tell you if it's right or not, you'll have to read and find out!
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Wow...that tooka while!Ok then………
Like Petals From A Rose
Chapter Twenty
Smite of the Cursed
That's all my ears could hear - my own scream of terror echoing through the halls and corridors of my mind. The only thing that kept my legs from giving out was his brute strength holding me to him and the rough hand that covered my mouth.
"Shut up, bitch!" He hissed into my ear. "You'll give me away. I'm letting go of you now and if you move or scream, I'll kill you." His hand slowly let go of my mouth and I had to swallow back the horror and tears of fear that had reached my throat. Instead, I stayed silent.
He seemed to find this amusing because he smirked in that way I remembered only to well.
"What? No hello?" He laughed. "But then again, I suppose your still made at me, aren't you?" Again, I remained silent. This seemed to anger him because he grabbed my arm roughly, forcing me to face him. "Answer me!"
"I have nothing to say to you, Marik." I answered steadily. I wouldn't show him fear. Come hell or high water, I wouldn't be reduced to the cowering, whimpering dog cringing at his boot as I once was - not now that I had Yami in my corner.
"Good, you know your place." He laughed darkly at this and anger coursed through my veins. Instantly my mind was reeling with ideas of how I could get away from him. All it would take was one mad dash to someone and he would be out of my life again.
There was no need to panic! I shouted this to myself again and again but it didn't stop the slow seeping of ice that was traveling through my veins.
"You won't do this to me again, Marik!" I shouted and slammed my entire weight into him, shoving him back. The force of my body propelled my into a run that was cut short by a chain (probably from his neck) hitting and wrapping itself around my legs, sending me crashing to the floor.
Decisions made from desperation
No way to go
A small grunt of pain escaped my lips but before I could even think he was at my side and grabbing a fistful of my long hair, forcing me to look at him. I tried not to let my terror be shown in my eyes, but I had a feeling he knew anyway.
How could I not fear him after everything he had done to me? How could I stop the racing of my heart as he stared down at me with those cruel, heartless eyes?
"You've gotten bolder, slut." He hissed, dragging me to me feet. "Too bold." His eyes flickered to my breasts but I knew from the look of confusion, not lust, that he wasn't sizing me up sexually. It look a second before I knew what he had to be looking at. "What's this?" He asked in a would-be innocent tone as he took the teardrop shaped diamond in his hands.
"Nothing." I answered, knowing that he wouldn't believe it.
"Bullshit, you little whore!" He seethed. "A present from one of your customers I assume? Well, you won't be needing anything from them anymore." With a jerk of his wrist the chain snapped, my most treasured possession laying in his hands.
"Don't! That's not from customers, I don't even do that anymore!"
"Then what is it from?" I opened my mouth and then stopped myself. I couldn't let him know about Yami, he'd kick the shit out of him if he didn't kill him first. "The question, Sekka, was What's. It. From?" Again, I could come up with no answer. All I felt was hopelessness and fear. His hand came out and again stuck me, sending pain through my face. "Answer me!"
Internal instincts craving isolation
For me to grow
"It's none of your fucking business!" I yelled back, silently praying that someone would hear us fighting and come to investigate. His eyes flickered with rage before grabbing my hair, sending waves of pain through my scalp.
"You've gotten bolder." He mused again. "I'll have to break that out of you. I'll get my answer sooner or later." He promised, pocketing the necklace. "Now move!" He began leading to his car and I drug my feet in resistance the whole way - like hell I was going to make this easy for him.
He threw me into the car roughly and slammed the door. It was then that I knew I wasn't going anywhere but where he wanted to me go. I panicked.
"Stop!" I yelled, trying to open the door which he had locked. "Let me go!"
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
"Shut the fuck up!" He yelled, closing his door and shooting out of the driveway.
"No!" I replied. "You're not going to do this to me again! You're not!" He laughed dryly in a way that sent ice through you.
"And who's going to stop me? You?" He asked mockingly. "Not a chance, you're too fucking weak to do anything about it."
"I'll kill you." I hissed, trying to keep a brave front dispite the way my knees were shaking.
"Try it, bitch - I'll waste you before you can even hit me."
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
Again, I could say nothing, just watch as he took me away from everything I've ever known. If only I had let Yami wait for me! If only I had asked him to pick me up! This was all because of me and I hated myself for it.
I had made myself easy prey for him. Hell, I had practically handed myself back to him with a big 'use me' sign across my forehead. The car pulled up in a run-down apartment building and instantly my hand went on the door handle.
The minute the doors unlocked I would run. I would run until I reached Yami or until my veins pumped battery acid - whichever came first.
"Don't even think of it you worthless little fuck-toy." He seethed, reading my eyes which I wished I could rip out of my head. He reached into his pocket and produced the handle of a gun, the threat clear. I froze at the sight of it, remembering the feeling of my stomach as the bullet hit me.
He opened the door for me and grabbed my arm, locking me at his side. Another resident passed us and he made it seem like everything was fine, but I wanted to scream for help. But I didn't, I knew that he would just kill me in the end if I did - maybe he still would.
As he threw me into his apartment filled with beer cases, packs of cigarettes and what I knew would be drugs stashed away somewhere, all I could think of what could I have possible done to deserve this.
Fell in a river of illusion
And apathy
He sat down and lit a cigarette, always keeping his watchful eyes on me, just waiting for an excuse to slam the heater into my skin.
My mind raced with millions of thoughts as everything began to take a surreal feeling to it, as if this was all a dream from which I would awake and be in Yami's arms once again. Yami………
Mere hours ago I had been talking to him as if we would always be together, as if I hadn't a care in the world. And now, I sat here watching as my world feel apart around me. I wished the rubble would crush me and end it all in one painless motion.
Drowning in a self-induced confusion
I'd rather be
"So, you still smoke?" He asked, holding the pack out to me. I nodded and with shaking hands took one and lit it. I watched him, he watched me, each daring the other to show defiance. Silence regained for a few more moments before he pulled out the necklace again. "So, going to tell me where this came from?"
"No." I answered firmly, making him smirk.
"Knowing you, you probably stole it."
"That's your territory - not mine."
"I'll be yours again, soon enough." He promised. "And you'll be working tonight."
"Will not!" I shouted, standing up quickly. "You won't a whore out me again Marik!" He stood up and slammed me into a wall, sending a wave of pain through my arm.
"You do as I say, slut." He commanded, taking a hot of his smoke and holding it towards me. "Or you'll know what I'll do to you."
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
"Do it." I challenged. "Burn me, cut me, I don't care! Why don't you try killing me again!" I shouted these words at him, hoping to throw him off by wanting him to do what he did - maybe it would take the fun out of it.
"Oh, don't worry, I'll kill you soon enough." He seethed. "I'm just keeping you alive until I get what I want. Now where the fuck is this necklace from!"
"I'll not telling you."
"Fine." He shot and grabbed my hand, bringing the heater of his smoke closer to my skin.
"Don't." I whispered, hating myself for showing weakness but I remembered the feeling of it all too well. Remembered the smell of my own burnt flesh and I knew I couldn't let it happen again.
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
"Then where's it from?"
"A person……."
"A lover?" He asked, smirking with glee before striking me. "You're fucking another guy other then customers! What kind of a slut are you!" The pain added to my fury, my frustration, my hate.
"I'm not yours!" I yelled. "I never was!"
"You are mine!" He declared before kicking me in the ribs, the dull pain spreading across my side. "You know better then to fuck someone else! You're a whore, you know that? A WHORE!"
"A whore you made." I replied bitterly. "I'm a whore because you made me a whore - your whore. And now that I've fucked someone else, you hate it. You hate what you yourself created." He growled and grabbed me, forcing me to look at him.
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
"You're getting rid of him." He commanded, pulling out his gun and readying it for fire. "Or I will." I stared at the gun pointing at me and wondered what the feeling of it between my teeth would be like. "Do you understand?"
"I won't." I muttered before he grabbed my hair again, making me eyes lock with his.
"Then I'll kill him." He promised, turning towards the door. I knew he would do it and not think twice. He was sober from what I could see and I didn't know if it was good or bad.
"No!" I exclaimed, desperate to keep him out of this. I would sacrifice to Marik if it meant he would live. "I'll do it." I muttered, hating myself for surrendering. He put the safety back on.
"Good." He handed me a cellphone. "Call him and tell him to meet us at the Night Owl tonight. You'll end it there - and Sekka." He added. "I'll be watching you, so if you tell him again……" He locked the gun, leaving the threat clear.
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
I nodded and slowly, with shaking hands, began dialing our number. My hands were shaking so badly that it took me three tries before I got it right. It rang for a few seconds until he picked up.
"Hello?" At hearing his voice I wanted to scream into the phone - to let everything out, to tell him what was happening to me and to let my life end as Marik pulled the trigger - the bullet embedding itself in my brain.
"Hey." I said as cheerfully as I could manage. "I'm going to be with some friends for awhile - art thing. So, I'll meet you at Night Owl, around……" I looked to Marik who mouthed the time. "10:00, ok?"
"Alright……. Sekka?"
"Ya?"
"Is everything ok?" Shit, he must have been able to hear the tremble in my voice. I was afraid to answer back for fear that Marik would know that Yami was suspicious.
"Yes." I answered. "I'll see you tonight." I quickly hung up before he could ask anymore questions.
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
I hung my head, holding the dead phone in my trembling hands, my burned away cigarette in the other. The long hair that covered my face was like a veil in which I could use to shut out reality. I should have known that this would happen - that he would come back and destroy my life a fourth time.
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
"So, is it set?" I nodded, not trusting myself to speak past the tears that were trailing down my cheek- heated tears that my hair hid any from him. He said nothing, just puffed another cigarette. I threw mine to the ground, it burned away, forgotten.
Like my heart, the ember had burned, feeding off the paper and tobacco until finally, it hit the filter and died out. That's how I felt now and the familiar thoughts of death crept into my mind. I knew he would kill me when I had made him enough money, after he had punished me enough, he would toss me aside.
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
I wondered where my body would go. I knew I wouldn't be buried with my father as I had once hoped I would be, we could never make amends in our graves, whispering words of regret and love through dirt walls. Would he shoot me? Probably.
Maybe he would burn me to death. Maybe he would stab me and cut my body up into dismembered pieces and toss me into the ocean. I would welcome any of the situations.
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
"You better start rehearsing your lines." He said, and I didn't have to look at him to see his cruel smile. "You're going to need them." He walked into another room, locking the door beforehand. As I sat in the room, alone, I remembered the dream I had in Yami's arms. The dream in which I had overcome him, the dream in which I wasn't weak, sitting here and cowering like a beaten puppy.
The dream………..
How I wished I had the strength that I had then.
A/N:
Ok, how many of you want to kill me for this chapter? # sees angry readers # uh………. Well, I warned you things were going to bad again! Anyways, you know the drill, please review and tell me what you think and I will try to have the next chapter up ASAP!